SD on 2/7/2007 at 21:48
Well, things are rapidly going from godawful to worse. He rang me this evening, racially abused me and threatened to "get me stabbed". He's currently sporting a stitched 4-inch wound in his upper arm, so I know the kind of people he hangs around with. Needless to say, I've taken the threat seriously enough to ring the police and make a complaint.
The police have had a word with him about his behaviour now, but it doesn't seem to have helped matters; because he's not allowed to ring me now, him (and his mother; she's a right cunt too) rung his ex and hurled abuse at her over the phone and blamed her for the whole situation.
I don't want to sound melodramatic, but I honestly don't know if I'm going to see out the rest of this year. I don't suppose anyone here has experience of dealing with a schizophrenic alcoholic drug addict who wanted to kill them, do they?
Gingerbread Man on 2/7/2007 at 21:49
Sure.
But you're going to have to explain the "racially abused me" bit before I tell you how to survive.
Fair's fair.
SD on 2/7/2007 at 21:52
Oh, sorry. He knows my dad is Jewish, so he called me a "Jew bastard" and a "Jew cunt".
Convict on 2/7/2007 at 21:53
@storypost:
:wot: It's kind of gone from good laughs for us to something a bit more...
Maybe he didn't mean it and he was just intoxicated?
SD on 2/7/2007 at 21:59
Quote Posted by Convict
Maybe he didn't mean it and he was just intoxicated?
I hope for my sake he didn't mean it. But the things he's done in the past, breaking people's property, threatening them and extorting money out of them, added to the fact his mind is addled on booze and coke (as well as prescription meds he's taking for depression) mean that I can't afford to take that risk. This weekend he was text messaging his ex pretending to be someone she used to know, and then he texted her again pretending to be the ex of this person, accusing her of having an affair with this other person, which leads me to believe he actually has lost the plot completely. Put it this way; if I was in the States right now, I would be packing heat for my own protection.
Gingerbread Man on 2/7/2007 at 22:00
Oho.
Well, I was bluffing, anyway. I don't know how to survive a schizophrenic alcoholic drug addict who wants to knife you.
Thing is, you've pretty much done everything a sane and rational citizen can (or, ideally, should have to) do. Tell a policeman, my granny always say.
Of course the bitter part of it is that once the policeman starts doing what a policeman is supposed to do (i.e. have a word with the bugger) he can then go back to his usual happy life of scones and tea with the vicar. You, on t'other hand, now have to worry about a nutter who is now Beyond Angry at you because you told on him.
Most likely scenario is that you will either not run into this guy again while he is still fuming, or that you run into him and he acts all scary and mad and possibly punches you a time or two. Graduating from yelling, shoving, and the occasional fisticuff to full on Stab-You-In-The-Neck is a serious bit of GBH to add to your repertoire. But then by the sounds of things he may already be perfectly happy with that approach.
Honestly though... what more can you do than report his threats to the police and then hope that they do their job and keep him (and possibly his nutter friends) away from you?
Maybe the first thing would be to see if this houseguest chica of yours can find somewhere else to bunk. You don't really want to run the risk of a meth-addled paramour clambering up your ivy with a buck knife in his teeth and a picture of SD THE HATED JEW-SPAWN in his peanut-sized lobes, yeah?
Convict on 2/7/2007 at 22:01
So you support legalisation of firearms now?:cool: *
*not necessarily my personal stance
The_Raven on 2/7/2007 at 23:57
I had a feeling the melodrama was going to end up like this.
Zygoptera on 3/7/2007 at 00:58
Quote Posted by SD
I don't suppose anyone here has experience of dealing with a schizophrenic alcoholic drug addict who wanted to kill them, do they?
I once had a gang member who was high on something tell me he was going to cut my throat when I was working part time at a petrol station. He was about two meters away at the time too. My advice: you've already done the sensible thing. I can't really say anything more as I was genuinely unaffected in any long term way by the experience, and any additional advice I did give would be suspect since my initial response to the threat was... not particularly sensible.
